"Lie on the couch." Feng Aotian said coldly as he slowly walked to the bed.

Mu Hanyao clenched his fists, closed his eyes tightly, and swept away the strong sense of humiliation in his heart, lying on the bed, he could clearly feel that Feng Aotian was standing proudly on the edge of the bed, looking at him with admiring prey.

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth were slightly slanted, and she had already twisted an embroidery needle between her fingers, she rolled up her sleeve robe, and the tip of the needle pierced Mu Hanyao's left shoulder, and she saw a drop of blood overflowing from her bronzed skin.

Mu Hanyao's face was expressionless, and he didn't have any reaction, he didn't know what Feng Aotian was going to do, he only felt a tingling pain from his left shoulder, but it couldn't hide the shame in his heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him uncomfortably, slowly stabbing a needle from his left shoulder, blood flowing quietly, the camp was silent, not even a trace of wheezing was heard, and a faint smell of blood permeated the camp.

Mu Hanyao unconsciously soaked in a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his body was tense and stiff, Feng Aotian could feel the strength and perseverance revealed from his bones, as well as the arrogance of being a commander, it was not her design that put him in a desperate situation, how could he lie on this bed so willingly, let her act recklessly.

After a while, Feng Aotian put away the embroidery needle, took out the embroidery handkerchief in his arms, wiped the blood stains on the needle prick, looked at the masterpiece extending from his left shoulder to his chest with satisfaction, wiped the sweat from Mu Hanyao's forehead, and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's voice, as if he felt that a lifetime had passed, he slowly opened his eyes, and said nothing to Feng Aotian's cold phoenix eyes.

Feng Aotian raised his palm, sucked the bronze mirror at the dresser not far away into his palm, and then shone it on his chest, "In the future, you will be the person of this king, you must always remember that if you dare to betray this king, the end will never be something you can imagine." ”

The deterrence between the tones made Mu Hanyao's eyes dim, and he followed the bronze mirror and saw the word "Tian" engraved on his left chest, and his sword eyebrows didn't feel moved, he was engraved by her with the seal of her Feng Aotian? He couldn't help but sneer sadly in his heart, Mu Hanyao, Mu Hanyao, I didn't expect you to fall into such a situation.

Feng Aotian saw that Mu Hanyao was unmoved, and he didn't say anything more, with a wave of his hand, the bronze mirror was placed in place unharmed, and then, he covered the brocade quilt with Mu Hanyao's body, raised his fingers, and tapped lightly on his forehead, "Sleep, tomorrow will not be as easy as tonight." ”

Mu Hanyao was caught off guard, and was knocked on the forehead so affectionately by Feng Aotian, watching her get up by herself, already leaving with her back to him, he lowered his head, looked at the brocade quilt on the cover, spread out his palm, his palm was soaked with sweat, and a certain place in his heart suddenly trembled, he sighed deeply, from childhood to adulthood, even if it was the line of life and death, he had never been so nervous, sideways, glanced at the seal on his chest with an embroidery needle, his deep eyes flashed a ghostly light, closed his eyes, and his face was as usual.

Feng Aotian walked outside the screen, walked out of the tent, and saw Tsing Yi who seemed to have a faint breath not far away, she stepped forward and walked in front of him.

Tsing Yi raised his eyes, and with a flick of his eyes, he saw Feng Aotian condescending and coldly looking at him, those cold eyes made him shudder, and he quickly opened his mouth, and a hoarse and broken voice sounded, "The slave has seen the regent." ”

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "The poison on this king's body was caused by you?" ”

Tsing Yi's eyes dimmed, and his heart was already dead, "It's a slave." ”

"This king has an enmity with you." There is an affirmation in the tone, not a question, but a statement.

"The Enemy of the Destruction of the Gate." Tsing Yi is also a person with a clear mind, and he knows that his death is approaching, and he has nothing to hide.

"The person behind you, this king will not ask you, even if you ask, you will not speak, this king now gives you two ways, one is the way of life, and the other is the way of death." Feng Aotian is not a good person, but she knows that even if she kills him, it is just one more life, and she has never done anything useless.

Without waiting for Tsing Yi to respond, she continued, "The way to survive is to stay by the side of this king, let it be sent, this king will give you a three-year period, and at that time, this king will give you a chance to seek revenge from this king; The dead end is that this king has never tasted human jerky, and it just so happens that he can try you. ”

At this time, in the barracks, in addition to the soldiers patrolling and standing guard, there was also Mu Hanyao who was sleeping in the camp tent, Sixi and the rest of the eunuchs who were waiting outside the camp tent, all of them clearly heard what Feng Aotian said, and everyone was trembling, thinking that this regent was really cruel and unkind, and human flesh was jerky? She figured it out.

Tsing Yi frowned, alive, he still has a chance to take revenge, if he dies, there will be no chance of revenge, rather than die like this, it is better to fight, even if he can't kill her then, it is also a hope and thought.

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes overflowing with determination, "The slave chooses to live." ”

"Sixi, wash the pungent smell of fat powder on his body to this king, and in the future, don't let this king smell it again." Feng Aotian turned around solemnly and said coldly.

Sixi hurriedly responded, and then greeted Feng Aotian into the account.

"Prepare the bath soup, this king is tired."

"Yes." Sixi glanced at Tsing Yi, then ordered two eunuchs to help Tsing Yi up, carry it back to Tsing Yi's tent, and then carried the bath soup that had been prepared into the camp tent.

After Feng Aotian bathed, the supple ink hair was draped behind him, and he was lazily tied with only a cloud brocade hairband, dressed in purple brocade clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, his skin was better than snow, and his willow eyebrows were slightly raised, a little less evil, but with a little softness, because of the loose clothes, Feng Aotian did not tie his chest, and his slender figure was shrouded in the brocade clothes, which was very delicate and charming.

She went straight to the bed by herself, and saw Mu Hanyao lying on the outside of the bed, her eyes flashed with a touch of cunning, if she didn't sleep with him, wouldn't she expose the illusion that she liked men?

She took advantage of the situation to push Mu Hanyao gently, and then lay on his side, since childhood, she lived with the wolves, and later, was taken away from the wolves by the man, and lived alone, she has never liked to touch people, contact with others, and will not sleep in a bed with strangers, but now, she just traveled to this other world for two days, and lay down with a strange man, Feng Aotian smiled coldly, now she is no longer the shadow of others, but the king of a country who dominates the fate of Feng Kingdom, she must adapt to such a life.

Thinking like this, he was no longer entangled, and when the person next to him was air, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Mu Han waited to feel the even breathing coming from her side, and suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes looked coldly at Feng Aotian's side face, her lips were slightly pursed, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, not as bloodthirsty and ferocious as Su Ri, the faint candlelight through the gauze tent hit her cold and handsome face, but it was a little softer, and her body exuded a faint halo.

He was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were full of thoughts, the cold and silky fingers had already covered his deep and dim eyes, and a lazy voice sounded, "Why don't you sleep?" Don't...... What do you want this king to do to you? ”

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